Family photos are few and far between and there is an unspoken agreement that no family photos are published. Even brides of the seventies and eighties have given the thumbs down to post their photos even though the subjects now look nothing like those in the wedding photos.
So instead my ancestors may come back to haunt me. I only ever remember meeting Rita, Jim and Frank. There is a photo of 18 month old Woolly with Grandfather Bill, he died a week later. Auntie Edie (far right) spent much of her life in Perth.